My Mama's Christmas tree.

My Mama once grew a small cute tree. A mother bird made a unusual nest with eggs. My Mama lug it upstairs. My papa came home and scolded my mama. He made her take the tree down to the garden. My mama refused, she said it was too hard to lug it upstairs. My mama used a string and tied the nest to another bush. We didn't know what happened to the nest. We were not allowed to look at it.